Although Tang Lan had seen Hao Chen at this moment, he was not particularly surprised.
Instead, his entire focus was on the ball of white light in his palm.
"Since you successfully earned the villagers' recognition, the reward for the First Trial shall be granted to you!"
After Hao Chen spoke, a mass of gray light suddenly appeared in his palm.
Not only did this dark gray light not make Tang Lan feel even the slightest danger, it instead gave him an extreme sense of reassurance and familiarity.
Watching the light slowly fly toward him, Tang Lan subconsciously raised his hand and let it land on his left hand.
As the light descended, Tang Lan felt it merging into every part of his body.
It did not hide within any of the seven acupoints of the six palaces.
This meant that every part of Tang Lan's body was being tempered by this power left behind by the Death God.
Tang Lan's foundation had been somewhat unstable due to his breakthrough in cultivation, but now he felt as though a massive hammer was striking it again and again within his body.
The strength of his physical body was also rapidly increasing at a visible rate.
In his haste, Tang Lan could only sit down cross-legged before Hao Chen and cooperate with the divine power within his body as it tempered him.
"Teachable indeed!"
"It seems the young man who came this time is truly outstanding. No wonder that old fellow praised you so highly!"
Seeing this, Hao Chen nodded in satisfaction.
After his body had been fully tempered, Tang Lan slowly opened his eyes and saw that Hao Chen was still standing beside him.
He asked, "How long was I in seclusion this time?"
"Mm, about three years!"
"If this were